Revisiting a Young Writer’s Practice

As a child, I loved to write. The pencil was an extension of my hand and mind.  I found that all the stories in my head could be released onto beautiful blank white paper.  This revelation was exciting to me.  I couldn’t wait to jot down my stories. It took me some time to realize that not everyone in the world finds writing fun and adventurous.  It wasn’t until I became a teacher that I learned that there are children who have trouble getting their stories down on paper.

The Serene Art of Forest Bathing

The muted, burnished colors reflected in the mountain pools were so incredibly soothing.  They blended together in wavy lines.  The trees, the leaves, the water became one, and I wanted to plunge in and cover myself in autumnal splendor.  It is in these moments that the real and the imagined join forces and cast a magical energy.

Art as Gratitude

I hadn’t thought of art as a vehicle for gratitude, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was exactly that – art is a prayer sent out to all calling for peace, beauty, love, all the colors of the rainbow, the rain coming softly down washing everything clean. This weekend, I looked back at some of the photos I’ve taken and suddenly saw prayers of gratitude embedded in their images.

Poetry & Pasta: Kindergarten Wordplay

My love of poetry extended into May this year as I read aloud to our Kindergarten classes.  I had read my poetry and facilitated poetry writing with students in 1st through 5th grades in the month of April.  Finally, I had a little more time to bring the joy of verse into Kindergarten.  I found the perfect picture book to share, Pasta, Pasta Lotsa Pasta by Aimee Lucido.  Since I am of Italian heritage, I found this book to be particularly fun and engaging.  Ms. Lucido’s wordplay is exquisite and invites  young children to join into the rhythm of the story.

Stormy Weather: Celebrating Poetry Month

I loved stringing words together.  I loved the way they formed in my mouth and rushed out into the air.  Poetry was magical, and I felt I had some of that magic in me. Now, as a poet and teacher, I enjoy bringing that love of the spoken word to children.  This month, Deborah, my friend and dear librarian at the school where I teach, invited me to be the guest poet during her library times with 1st through 4th graders.

Support Stuffies: Managing Test Anxiety

There was a lot of anxiety in the room even though we had tried to make the students as familiar with the test as we could possibly do.  We also did not place a lot of importance on the test, but the children sense it is important, it does reflect on how smart they are, and it does matter.